Preacher man says
Got some good news for you
Jesus died for you
Get saved - or go to hell
By the way
Could you send a donation please

Red Ball's Arisen
And I got to get out of here

Met this nice gal on the street
Just this other night
She says - You need some love little man
I told her
Man, you know I do
So she says - Slap me twenty
I'll make you happy honey

Red Ball's Arisen
And I need to get out of here

Policeman says - You've been running pretty hard I see
Must be tired
That's too bad
It's gonna cost you
About a thousand and twenty

Red Ball's Arisen
And I got to get out of here

The counselor tells me
You got to take care of yourself
Don't care about nobody else
Cause if you do - you're really sick man
See the receptionist on your way out

Red Ball's Arisen
And I got to get out of here

Oh great Mama in the sky
Take me in your arms and hold me right
Please tell Dad - I've seen enough
Oh Big Brother - What'd you suffer for so
I just don't know

It's hard to make a living here
Every bodies taking - nobodies given
The dove has flown away
There is no love here

I'm so tired
But that Red Ball's Arisen
And I got to get out of here

By: Roger Harkness

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